'When the boat came up from Lyons, and brought the news that the devil was actually let loose at Marseilles, some fly-catchers swallowed it.

But I?
No, not I.' 'Madame, you are always right,' returned the tall Swiss.

'Doubtless you were enraged against that man, madame ?' 'Ay, yes, then!' cried the landlady, raising her eyes from her work, opening them very wide, and tossing her head on one side.

'Naturally, yes.' 'He was a bad subject.' 'He was a wicked wretch,' said the landlady, 'and well merited what he had the good fortune to escape.

So much the worse.' 'Stay, madame! Let us see,' returned the Swiss, argumentatively turning his cigar between his lips.